"Wow! What a beautiful lean meat porridge! It looks delicious!"
The two of them went downstairs and looked at the fragrant porridge in the big pot. Mr. He couldn't help but smile.
"This was done by Su Ming, right? I heard from the director that he plans to keep him as a permanent guest. Looks like I can have some free time in the future.”
Huang Lei knew that the porridge would taste good just by smelling it. Huang Lei was satisfied with Su Ming's decision to stay.
"Let's not talk about this for now. Hurry up and rinse your mouth.”
Mr. He said expectantly. After the two of them washed up, they each took a bowl and started eating.
"Are you kidding me? I woke up early in the morning and you showed me this?”
"Motherf * cker! It seemed that not only was it detestable to release poison in the middle of the night, but the power of releasing poison in the morning was also not small! He suddenly felt that the instant noodles in front of him were tasteless!”
"I envy you guys for having instant noodles. I only have two cornbread buns, the kind that costs four yuan!”
" Stay Up Late's Ashes says: What's breakfast?”
The netizens who woke up early saw the two of them eating so happily. It was called a craving! It was as if a fragrance had escaped from the screen.
It was no wonder that Su Ming was like this. With his master level cooking skills, Su Ming was extremely serious when cooking. Although this century egg and lean meat porridge was simple, it was different from what he made.
Just looking at it was enough to pique people's appetite.
"Teacher He, Teacher Huang, good morning!”
At this time, Su Ming, who had gone out for morning exercise, came back. He was slightly sweaty and wore a singlet. His full chest muscles made his clothes a little tight.
"F * ck! Could this guy be a sports student? Playing music is just his style!"
"Otakus are envious of such muscles!”
"Wow! Finally, she could see a little bit of a big brother's figure! I hope you continue to work hard!"
"The one above looks like a girl! It seemed that not all girls were brainless fans who were obsessed with looks!”
He Jiong and Huang Lei were stunned when they saw Su Ming struggling.
"Su Ming, when did you get up? There was also lean meat porridge. He must have made it a lot in the past, right?”
Huang Lei put down the bowl that he had licked clean and stood up to ask.
"I woke up at 5:30 am. After starting a fire and boiling water, I made this porridge. I used to live alone. I can't eat takeout every day, right?”
After saying that, Su Ming went in to take a shower. He was sweating all over, and his clothes stuck to his body uncomfortably.
Teacher He and Teacher Huang started to get busy after breakfast. There were guests coming today.
"I have bad news to tell everyone. Yesterday, we all went to listen to Su Ming sing. The guests called five times, but we didn't pick up!”
When Su Ming came out, Teacher He said helplessly. At that time, they were all taken away by Su Ming's singing. Even the program team did not wake up, so they missed the call.
If the production team had not informed him just now, they would not have known that the guests would arrive soon.
"Huo! This was really a blunder. Leaving the guests behind to listen to the song. If it was a rating, it would probably be a series of bad reviews. Su Ming, you should choose a time to sing in the future!”
Huang Lei joked.
"Yes! I might not be able to sing much in the future. I have to study these things.”
Su Ming pointed at the instrument he brought yesterday and said while holding a suona.
"Research? Don't tell me you want to learn these things!”
Huang Lei said with some surprise. Nowadays, young people were either playing the guitar or playing the guitar. They were obsessed with western instruments and not many of them were learning traditional instruments.
"I have this idea. I talked to the old man a lot yesterday and found a lot of information on the Internet. I think it's very interesting.”
Su Ming smiled and said with the suona.
"I almost forgot that you're not an artiste. You have plenty of time.”
Initially, Huang Lei was worried that studying would affect Su Ming's time, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that he didn't have this worry at all. Other than recording the life he yearned for, he basically had nothing to do.
"Motherf * cker! Learning suona? What was Su Ming trying to do?”
"I suddenly have an idea! When the guests left, Teacher He and Fatty Peng sent them off. Su Ming stood beside Teacher Huang and blew the suona. That feeling…"
"The atmosphere suddenly became strange!”
"Hahaha! He had an idea! I also want to see Su Ming send him off!"
It had only started broadcasting in the morning, but the bullet comments in the live broadcast room were already trying to cover the screen. However, at this moment, the brainless fans were all sleeping, so the bullet comments were very clean.
Fatty Peng woke up at around eight o'clock. He looked at the porridge in the pot that was almost glowing like the little boss's. He looked at Huang He and his wife with a bitter expression.
"Teacher Huang, why didn't you wake me up? How am I supposed to lose weight when you've all finished your work?”
"You don't have to lose weight anymore. You won't be able to get any shows anyway. Besides, someone has already chosen you for your looks and talent. You should just be a fat mascot!”
Teacher Huang said playfully, as if she was introducing Peng Peng to a new family member.
"Ah! Does that mean Brother Su Ming is going to keep the mushroom house?”
Peng Peng immediately understood. This kind of appearance and talent naturally couldn't be a vegetable virtual kun. Presumably, that kind of person wouldn't have time to stay in the mushroom house. Giving up commercial acting wasn't the style of an agency.
"Yes! What you're eating now is made by him. You can eat it every day in the future. Are you happy?”
Teacher He smiled affirmatively. Then, Peng Peng revealed a satisfied smile.
Having food to eat was the life that they yearned for!
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